Saturday, January 10, 2009

Almost, not quite, so close...

waking in the dark, you
will see me,
feel the
heat of me
on your chest,
lips breathing
on your cheek.
suspended just
above you, not quite
touching, not quite
there.
still with you
through the memory
of what has been...
So far. So near.

9 comments:

kdzu said...

That did it.

Off for another cold shower.

I've got to quit these visual therapy sessions. My skin is going all wrinkly.

Jean said...

Ha!

Brigid said...

Exquisite. Think I need to go take a brisk walk now.

Lee said...

You do have an effect on your readers! One off for a shower, one off for a walk.

You had an effect on me too but I'll just keep quiet about it if you don't mind!

Jean said...

Lee, details not necessary. heh.

boneman said...

Actually, I saw this the same day I caught the post just beneath it.
I went to the two links....

This is kind'a scary, though I see the other guys are cool with it.
It's so ethereal, though, I get the idea that the 'floater' is a mysterious ghost, somehow still bearing heat.

('baring' heat?)

Oh well.
My denseness is my downfall, eh?

Jean said...

I wrote this while I was fantasizing about something I would like to happen but has not yet. So, for me, it isn't a ghost but a wish.

Ghost Dansing said...

i thought maybe about an incubus, but they are somewhat unsavory......

when you said it was a wish, i remembered there are many different types of ghosts........

Leon Basin said...

That was lovely.. Thank you for sharing.